Went out at 8 & didn't get back until gone midnight but as that was the first time in a fairly long while, I thought that wasn't bad.
It was only me & A out, just for a nice quiet-ish night. Lots of chatting & some giggles & we can't have been that bad because these two guys came & sat with us & bought us a drink which was nice of them.
And so I got chatting to the one & what did we talk about? Hobbies maybe? No, only a cursory mention. Work? No, again a cursory mention. General interesting topics of conversation? No.
But I'll tell you what we did talk about..... the pitfalls & difficulty of the Police Recruitment Process. Oh yes! For ages as well.... He applied at the same time as me & got the same answer so it was common ground for both of us & do you know what!? We even spoke about the 5 main questions on the application form.
That's not what you should be doing on a Saturday night on the town really. Still, can't have bored him that much as he gave me his number.
By a scary coincidence I may already have met his sister too, she keeps her horse not far away from where I kept mine, which was quite strange.
It wasn't a bad night out at all :o)